Although Nuerhachi is very emotionally unstable now, he still maintains a clear mind.
When he learned that the Ming army facing off with a red flag had a strategic plan for Liaodong, he already guessed that the young emperor of the Zhu family, whom he had always looked down upon, had probably arrived in Liaodong.
At this time, he hated Xiong Tingbi even more. If he hadn't gone on a killing spree in Liaodong, killing all the Mongols and Jurchens, leaving him with no internal response and losing the most critical source of intelligence, he wouldn't be so passive now. .
If he had known earlier that the children of the Zhu family had arrived in Liaodong and sent troops to Liaodong, he would have been able to take the initiative in this battle, and it would not have been impossible to capture Liaoshen in one fell swoop.
It's a pity that now he can only make assumptions in his mind.
When He Heli, E Yidu and other servants heard this, they were also filled with emotion and claimed that they had missed the great opportunity to take over Liaodong.
Li Yongfang, Fan Wencheng and other Han Chinese are not as optimistic as they are.
Ever since they knew the news that the three-banner army ahead had been annihilated, their hearts were filled with infinite fear and sorrow.
Especially Li Yongfang, as a border general, he first lost the city, then surrendered, and then made suggestions for Nuerhachi, which can be said to be a great display of skills.
Once he is defeated and falls into the hands of the Ming army, his life will definitely be lost, and he may even suffer humiliation and pain that he cannot imagine.
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He still wanted to live, even if it was just barely, so he immediately suggested to Nuerhachi:
"Great Khan, we can't just sit back and wait for death. We must not pin the hope of this battle on one of the Four Beiles. Otherwise, if we fail, won't we become lambs to be slaughtered?"
"If the son of the Zhu family really came here personally, then there must be troops staying behind the Ming army, and there are definitely not a few of them."
"Once Sibeile's whereabouts are exposed and intercepted, and we don't know the specific situation, we will have no choice but to fight to the death."
Nu'er Hachi, who was closing his eyes and meditating, heard Li Yongfang's words and nodded in agreement:
"You are right. If Emperor Zhu dares to come to Liaodong, there will probably be many soldiers and horses to protect him. Moreover, Xiong Manzi and Li Songping will have nothing to worry about. This battle is indeed different from the past."
Then he looked at him again and said:
"It has been some years since you took refuge with me. You have always had good plans to help me defeat the Ming army several times, and you have made a lot of achievements. I wonder if you still have plans to help me now?"
Li Yongfang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:
"Now, I have no good plan to help the Great Khan defeat the enemy. However, I believe that we must not fight the Ming army here. We should abandon the old stronghold as soon as possible and move to fight elsewhere."
As soon as he said the words to abandon Laozhai, before Nuer Hachi could say anything, E Yidu, who was quite grumpy, rushed in front of Li Yongfang and slapped him on the left cheek.
Poor Li Yongfang was already kneeling on the ground with his forehead facing the ground. He didn't even see Ai Yidu approaching, let alone react. He was slapped so hard that he fell to the ground.
He was slapped on the forehead and still couldn't get over his anger, so he kicked him hard in the stomach and cursed loudly at the same time:
"Fuck you, Hetuala is the capital of my country, the foundation of my country."
"Giving up so easily not only boosts Ming Gou's morale, but I have tens of thousands of warriors, but do I still have the fighting spirit?"
"You Mingguo, maybe you think the Ming army is strong now and want to go back again."
Li Yongfang was beaten and scolded, but she did not dare to resist at all. She lay on her side, covering her abdomen with her legs and arms to relieve the pain, and shouted out:
"I misunderstood, I misunderstood, I didn't mean it this way, please help me, Khan."
As for Nuer Hachi, who was sitting there watching the show, he ignored him. After waiting for Yidu to vent his anger, he pretended to be unhappy and told him to stop.
Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan me knelt aside and witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, but they didn't even dare to breathe, let alone plead for Li Yongfang.
Not only have they seen this kind of thing many times, they have also experienced it themselves.
The status of the Han people here is even lower than that of the servants of the Eight Banners. These senior Eight Banners have long been used to being beaten and scolded at every turn when they have something not going their way.
At this time, Fan Wencheng only regretted that he had not asked to follow Huang Taiji to leave this place the day before yesterday. After all, Huang Taiji still respected him, at least on the surface.
After the silence subsided, Nuerhachi said in a deep voice:
"Li Yongfang, do you know what you are talking about? Can Hetuala give up easily?"
"This is the place where Ben Khan arose. All of Ben Khan's ancestors are buried here. Can't we let Ben Khan watch the hateful Ming Dog come and destroy it?"
Li Yongfang endured the pain and hurriedly got up from the ground. Regardless of her embarrassment, she knelt on the ground respectfully and said with a cry:
"Forgive me, the Great Khan. I really plan for the Great Khan and think about Dajin. There is absolutely no second intention."
"You'd better give me a reason to convince Ben Khan."
"Now that I have said this, the Great Khan will probably kill me."
"Just say it, I won't pursue it, so you can rest assured."
Li Yongfang took a few deep breaths and said firmly:
"If the Great Khan wants to fight the Ming army in Hetuala, once he loses, the Dajin will cease to exist. If he wins, he will inevitably suffer heavy losses. He will be unable to fight against the Ming army and will be destroyed by it sooner or later."
"The population of Zhu Ming is more than ten million? For them, even if all these tens of thousands of troops are deployed here, they will not be able to damage its foundation."
"As for me, Dajin, I'm afraid that even if I'm full of money, I'm afraid it won't be enough for 100,000. If we fight to the death against the Ming army, we will definitely be doomed."
"The Great Khan is a hero through the ages, so he must understand the truth."
"In my opinion, it is better for the Great Khan to rush south quickly, attack North Korea with lightning speed, recruit new soldiers in North Korea, drive the North Koreans to fight the Ming army, slowly wear them down, and try to preserve our warriors in Dajin."
"Although the Koreans are extremely weak, they can be used as cannon fodder. As long as they can stop the Ming army, it is only a matter of time before they can recapture Hetuala."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Only in this way can we maintain it for a long time and recuperate. When the country becomes stronger in the future, it will not be too late to have a showdown with the Ming army."
"We Han people have a saying that a gentleman's revenge is never too late. I hope the Great Khan will think twice and adopt the minister's suggestion."
No matter how proud Nuerhachi is, the facts are before us and Li Yongfang is indeed right.
At the beginning, he saw through the nature of the emperors and ministers of the Zhu Ming Dynasty and the level of waste of the Ming army, so he decisively launched an army.
Later, several great victories against the Ming army proved that his vision and judgment were correct.
But with the size and national power of the Zhu Ming court, as long as they don't make mistakes like stupid pigs, their advantage over Dai Jin will be overwhelming.
But with Fushun, Tieling, Kaiyuan, and Sarhu, who had all won great victories against the Ming army, he really couldn't swallow this sigh of relief.
"You are right, but since I started my army, even small defeats have been extremely rare. Now I have to be driven away by Ming Gou. I am really not willing to accept it."
"I don't believe it anymore. A year ago, Ming Gou, who was so quick to break up and lose in a single battle, has become really invincible in a short period of time."
"Let's do this. Send an order to Anfei Yanggu and Fei Yingdong and ask them to lead their women, children, and children to evacuate to North Korea. If nothing can be done, I will join them to attack North Korea, which can be regarded as leaving a retreat."
"We are following the original plan. We will first stick to the old village and wait for Huang Taiji's strange troops. We may not be able to annihilate Minggou again."
The naughty-mouthed slave Haci is still dreaming of re-enacting the victory of Salhu, but little does he know that his nightmare will soon come.
Zu Dashou led two thousand elite soldiers and actually opened a path in the deep mountains and old forests. Although the speed was extremely slow, as long as Jiannu didn't notice, he would have enough time.
Early the next morning, Li Songping ordered the Shenji Battalion to bombard the Hetuala Walled City several times, but did not order the army to attack the city.
As a result, Daishan quickly ordered preparations to defend the city. It could be said that there were no soldiers at all. It took a long time to realize that the Ming army was bluffing. Suddenly, a sigh of relief gathered in his chest and could not be dissipated for a long time.
On the other side, Xiong Tingbi remained silent, leaving Yue Tuo puzzled for a long time.
The time soon came, and behind Yue Tuo, Zu Dashou finally emerged from the forest after a whole night. This short ten-mile journey was the most difficult ten-mile journey he had ever walked in his life.
No one knows what they went through except themselves.
Even though they were protected by cloth armor, the red blood stains on many soldiers were still clearly visible, especially on their hands, which were stabbed by various thorns and sharp thorns.
Fortunately, they finally succeeded, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. For their own safety, Zu Dashou sent people to conduct several rounds of inspections before confirming that Jiannu had not discovered them.
After swallowing all the remaining dry food with water, the two thousand Ming troops began to rest on the spot.
There are still nearly two hours before noon, and there is still some time for them to recover their strength in order to face the upcoming battle.
At noon, the soldiers of the Northern Route Army had eaten and drank enough. Simple ladders and chariots had been made overnight. The seven thousand soldiers were ready. They only waited for the order from the commander-in-chief Xiong Tingbi to attack the city in batches.
And Yue Tuo was obviously not a fool. Even though the Ming army had been silent, he still ordered people to monitor the Ming army at all times.
Naturally, such a big movement could not be hidden from his scouts. Not long after the Ming army was ready, he had already received the report that the entire Guancheng was piled with bows, arrows, wood and rocks, just waiting for the Ming army to attack.
In order to boost morale and at the same time frighten the Jiannu, Xiong Tingbi selected twenty of the Jiannu civilians who led the way and personally presided over the beheading and flag-sacrifice ceremony at a place where the Jiannu could see them throughout Guancheng.
As soon as noon arrived, Xiong Tingbi's siege order arrived as promised, and the Ming army began to attack in batches with seven or eight hundred troops in a group.
This kind of troop allocation is already the limit. The terrain here is too restrictive for the use of troops. Xiong Tingbi can only pray that Zu Dashou can attack Jiannu from behind as soon as possible, otherwise he does not know how many soldiers will die under this pass today.